The huge palatial bungalow where we grew stood today, dark & dingy with cobwebs hanging all around. Tears welled up in my eyes, this was the place where Maa-Pa lived with dignity and kept the ancestral property neat and clean…and what we did? In the race of earning in multiple figures, we uprooted…
The flower gifted Instantly fell out Regrets of losing My love Clouded my mind Tearing my heart apart. The dangerous cargo ship Gobbled you While fleeting in the sea Leaving me torn. Everyone inquired I couldn’t speak a word, I felt my tongue tied. © Ila Varma 12-10-2016 Linked to #DAILYCHATTER #UBC DAY…
All stands unfazed Till she is silent No-one cares Of the music She is sweeping in. © Ila Varma 2015
The incident is from the ’90s, when Amma was diagnosed for the first time with Blood Sugar. At present, we cannot count time, from the ’90s, when Amma was diagnosed for the first time, the number of people on our fingers who are suffering from Diabetes; it has become common, and most people are in its grip….
Can we dream of a Day When terror n fear will be away Grenades stop getting counters Rather Flowers gets strewn in our way Bloods won’t be spilled Hue & Cry will stop to beckon Mothers, Sisters, Brothers, Wives Won’t struggle or worry In stress They might lose their near & dear We will…
There she stood teary-eyed, Envisages that she romanced with, lay dispersed. She bit her lower lips and sighed, Tears were her only companion. © Ila Varma 26-08-2016. Pic Credits : here
Nostalgic!
Thanks Uppal
lovely.. 🙂
Thanks Archana!
Really!! Perception change with time and knowledge!! Nostalgic!!
Thanks Tina.
Love it …so true!
Thanks Ruchi
very nice poem… well crafted… 🙂
Thanks Ashish
lovely! 🙂